Plastic Surgery Lyrics – Yn Jay & Lil Pump
Singer: Yn Jay & Lil Pump
Title: Plastic Surgery
Plastic Surgery Lyrics – Yn Jay
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Ooh, Jet
Like how, you little b#tch
I’m just tryna figure out, you know
Bad b#tch, but her breath stank, she need Colgate
How the f#ck you got a crooked face, but your nose straight? (Ooh)
Left your brain splattered on the wall, looked like old paint
Damn, I think this b#tch got plastic surgery, is your nose fake? (Ugh)
The only place I ever took a b#tch out was a Subway (Huh?)
Brand new Dior jacket from the runway (Ooh)
I learned how to cook crack at a young age (Whip)
She sellin’ p#ss# out of OnlyFans, f#ck a Backpage (Damn)
I just beat this b#tch doonies down, made my back ache
Damn, I gotta drink a lil’ Wock to make me rap straight (Wocky)
I just pulled up with a ski mask with a black cape
Still be the realest n#gg# ever if I act fake
f#ck it, I’ma go hit this b#tch with my socks off (f#ck)
I had three b#tches suckin’ dick up at Topgolf (Huh?)
Poured a 7 of Wockanda then I started noddin’ off (Wockanda)
I just bought an AR-15 at the Aloft (Bow-bow-bow)
Freak b#tch give me good head, it was all top
n#gg#, you ain’t finna use that gun, you a mall cop
b#tch suck dick so long, haa
b#tch suck dick so long, make her jaws lock
I just poured a 7 in the 2, ’bout to fall out (Wow)
Walk in your baby mama house with my c#ck out
Brought a draco with a hundred round drum to the steakhouse (Brrt)
I be takin’ b#tches to McDonalds, I don’t do dates now
Tried to catch a play in the woods, make my call drop
All them freak b#tches at the shows, I bring ’em all out
I just left the pit off the leash, let my dog out
I just paid my n#gg# Lucho bond, let my dawg out (Woah)
I’ma beat my b#tch #ss if she talk to random people (Huh?)
MAC-10’s, F&N’s and Desert Eagle’s (Damn)
I think I got gonorrhea, doc bring a needle (Don’t tell ’em), huh?
Rockstar just like the f#ckin’ Beetles (Yeah)
Left my lil’ cousin at the crib, he be scammin’ people
Big gun, b#tch go “Boom,” I be blammin’ people (Boom)
b#tch got some saggy #ss t#tt#es, she got granny issues
n#gg# got a little #ss stick, that’s your granny pistol
If you ain’t suckin’ dick, I might as well just dismiss you
Had the gang nut on her face and she just kissed you (Ugh)
Boogers on my neck, achoo, pass me a tissue (Achoo)
Pull up on your block, boom, bow, with a damn missile (Bow-bow-bow-bow)
n#gg#, you ain’t got no gun, that’s your mans pistol
n#gg# died in other people’s beef, that’s your mans issue
Hundred thousand, haa, f#ck
Hundred thousand dollars in my pants, I got band issues
I just pulled up with a drumline, keep a band with you
AK-47 with the drum, I ain’t playin’ with you
I just wanna f#ck you then I’m gone, I ain’t stayin’ with you
I don’t ever cuddle with no b#tch, I ain’t layin’ with you
No fat hoes allowed in my bedroom (No)
Janky #ss n#gg#, I got like twenty-two face tattoos
You could f#ck the homie, on God, I ain’t mad at you (Yeah)
My grandma eighty-five and she still is a prostitute (Yeah)
I had three hoes suckin’ my dick in a dog cage
You ever bought a Glock .45 in a Barclays? (Bow)
Had my b#tch f#ckin’ b#tches, she go both ways (Both ways)
Send her home in a Greyhound, f#ck an airplane (Nyoom)
Send that b#tch home in a f#ckin’ Greyhound, f#ck an airplane
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